Feel It - Full Scale

Energy, apathy, becoming one thing controlling

And numbing the minds of the poor things

The struggle becoming a battle you’ve already lost to discover yourself

As a pillar a stucture, but what have you got?

To defend to repel to begin the resistence that never has ended

We live in a world in a nation that can’t even fly it’s own flag

We hang on to the past, with its brutality and division

Why can’t you just make a decision?

The future is yours

It’s not theirs

It’s not gods

It’s not anyone’s who presumes to own you

Or the thoughts that make an original

Shift all the subliminal brain massage from the rich man’s poet

Whos bright lights will lure your weakness

Just keep the guns locked out of reach of the Children

Keep the guns locked out of reach!

Can’t you see you’re breaking me Can’t you see you’re faking me Feel It Can’t You Feel It Can’t You Feel It Can’t You Feel That They’ve Failed You?

You’re slowing the drugs in your veins are numbing every pain

Every twinge, every singe from the fire of globalisation

You’re warming your hands on the bodies of children that learn

So that MacDonalds can jack their yearly gross earnings

If it wasn’t real it would seem to absurd

The fear grows, the fuse blows on just one more bomb

Set by extremists that could have been me or been you

A push or a shove when a smile

Or some love would have helped out that kid off his face on his dexies

His parents shove down his throat

So they don’t have to divert their attention from making their quota

Or buying that sofa that’s just oh so comfy

As all the porn pours in vein the Nike channel

Just keep your guns locked so very far out of reach!

They’ve Failed You

Breaking Me Down With Their Holy Water

Fight back!